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Philip, the disciple, what do we know of you? |
| Philip, a follower of Jesus Christ, left his Bethsaida home. We, Christ's disciples, dressed in our best venture to Sunday worship. “Nathaniel, join us. Our Savior’s here, He hails from Nazereth.” "Friends, come too. Hear God's word, confess your worldly sins." Devotion, Philip showed. Though at times, faith was sadly absent. Scripture, together recite. Hiding our doubts of all God's promises. Questioning Jesus’s ability to feed multitudes. He seeks earthly solutions. Needing daily help, answers elude us as we struggle alone. Again, prior to our Christ’s arrest, he requests solid proof. Stubbornly, we refuse to release all to God's trusting hands. Disciple, one of the chosen twelve, stands next to Jesus. God looks down, patiently He waits us to surrender all. Philip, a mirror of future generations, believe with blind faith. Human, like us, believing yet seeking more than we need. |